screaming about a dream I had last night even though no one cares

Ok so I was attending college physically and there was a concert and I was walking around and a staff member told me to make friends so I was walking around waiting for someone to talk to me when a group of girls dressed like the kawaii section of Hot Topic (I was also dressed like that, for some reason) walked up to me and started talking to me. One of them started shoving a phone in my face and I said it was too close and that I couldn't listen to all of them talking at once and they shoved me into an elevator (even though we were outdoors) and closed it. As the elevator went up, I started wondering if they thought I was an easy target because I was quiet and shy. I then dedicated the rest of the school year to getting revenge on them. I selected the down button in the elevator and walked out when the doors opened. I couldn't find the group of girls that pushed me into the elevator and the concert ended, so I walked up to a scholastic bookfair-looking setup and bought a copy of Wonder. I then immediately poured it down the drain on accident and was sad about it but was grateful that my bullet journal survived. Then I woke up